Julia's Spring Break
2
Satisfied she was secured to the chair, the naked man took great pains, with
Julia's crotch hair. First he washed it with both soap, and shampoo and then he
used conditioner. Next he spent a inordinately long time combing, the now clean
and conditioned pubic hair, out to its maximum untangled length.
No one had ever lavished this kind of care on Julia's pubic hair!
When the man was satisfied, he called the uniformed tattoo artist from his duty
in the next room. Her pubic hair, was now inspected, discussed, and then allowed
to air dry. While the man now following the same procedures, he had on her pubic
hair with her cranial hair.
After this too was thoroughly cleansed, and conditioned, the naked youth took
great pains to brushed out all the tangles, and braided her scalp's natural
covering, into groups of long thick strands.
A sheep sheering device, specially modified, with a vacuum collection
attachment, was now employed in Julia's crotch. It efficiently denuded and
collect the now clean dry pubic hair, from Julia's well used pubes to the
vacuum's collection reservoir.
As her body was fastened securely to the chair, and Julia could not move her
head, from the buzzing she knew 'something' was happening in her crotch, but she
did not know what was happening to all her crotch hair. She did, however feel
increased sensation, 'down there', as the vibrating clippers and the vacuum did
their work.
After this hair was totally removed, the man, put up the clippers and applied a
copiously amount of thick white cream all around, over and inside her privates.
Using his right index finger like a handle, he first inserted and then lifter
her ass up to coat the area inside and around the anal grommet. Then he did all
the inside of her stark white skinned crack.
While he had her but lifted up, he coated his left index finger with the cream,
and began to stuff a coating of it up, in, and around the slightly relaxed ass
grommet. After he was done with the coating of 'all' her privates, he spent a
great deal of time and effort, massaging the stuff into every surface of her
whole crotch area.
Julia felt the man's fingers paying particular attention to the area inside and
around her ass hole. This, and the recent heavy usage there, caused her a slight
burning sensation. Julia did not complain, because the little girl, Maria was
right there, beside the chair, observing everything. Any complaint might be
regarded as resistance on her part, and would be ruthlessly dealt with, by the
little sadist, she knew.
Next the naked man shifted his silent focus to Julia's head.
Without a word to her, using a pair of incredibly sharp scissors, he quickly
snipped off all of her long scalp hair braids as close to the scalp as possible.
As Julia's eyes teared up, he carefully placed all the hair locks into a plastic
bag. This bag was placed, still opened, with the others on the counter. He
returned to Julia's scalp again, with the vacuum clipper device and proceeded to
smooth her head .. TOTALLY BALD!
Finally aware of what the man had been doing, when her long braids fell away,
Julia shifted in the chair, and tried to make an objection to this outrageous
treatment of her person.
SLIP!
As she expected, a thin strip of fire, erupted across both her breasts at the
nipples. This was the resulted of Maria's application of the doubled over
leather leash, to this oh so sensitive area of female anatomy.
This stopped her objection, in mid object.
The clippers in the naked man's hand never varied its pace. They drowned on and
with their work, till on her scalp, only a shadowy reminder of it's former
covering remained. The clippers vacuum up all the smaller remnants into its
receptacle. After the scalp, Julia's eye brows were clipped. The task done the
naked man emptied her pubic and cranial shavings, into the plastic bag with her
longer remnants, and sealed the clear plastic bag.
As Julia sobbed from her aching breasts and hair loss, copious amounts of the
thick white cream was applied, now, all over her denuded scalp. Even the
remnants of her eye brows did not escape this white viscous coating.
The massage of her scalp, was as thorough as the earlier one of her crotch area.
This done, the man, washed off his hands, and shifted he focus back down to
Julia's crotch again. This time though, with a stiff red dish brush, he began to
scrub off the now paste like white coating, that had hardened there. Using no
more emotion than one would have washing a dirty dish, the man scrubbed clean
the now totally smooth gleaming white female crotch, of the paste and any
remnants of her hair follicles that had survived the clippers.
When he was done in her crotch its soft white skin had taken on a pink tinge
from the scrubbing, but not any hint of its former covering remained.
Next, the male shifted his focus and dish brush back to the cranium of the
'entertainer'. He began to wash / scrape off the thick, now paste like, coating
there. When he was done, the pink skin was all that remained.
A smiling Maria held a large mirror, showing a horrified Julia, first, her
totally cleansed, denuded crotch area, and then her new totally modified head.
In her formally womanly haired crotch, Julia saw only a milky white, never seen
the light of day, skinned crotch. This smooth expanse of skin appeared to be
that of a very young girl, or infant. Only this crotch was much larger, and had,
had much more used than any young girl.
The tilted up mirror, next revealed an exotic, other worldly looking creature,
with a vast expanse of unbroken gleaming white skin, broken only by a pair of
blood shot blue eyes at the top, and lower separated by nostrils, a quivering
closed pair of red lips.
The blinking of her eyes and the tearing showed Julia, her worst fear was true.
Her head had been shaved totally bald! The under laying skin, laid bare by the
process, appeared in shades of white to gray, with many hideous bumps. The image
in the mirror, her, looked like the grotesque images, drawn in the disgusting
sex slave books, nasty boys had hidden in their under ware drawer.
Taken in total, she looked just as she had as a new born baby, except this
'baby' was unquestionably, a well developed female, complete with large, rounded
fleshy chest orbs, and a much used, functioning female crotch.
Now their was no doubt! She was a sex slave!!
Why did her crotch tighten soo at this sight? And the very idea of it?
Dazed at this realization, she was now being man handled out of the shearing
chair, and pushed / pulled away. She did not care where she was going. With this
gross bodily appearance she could never go back to college, or home.
Sex slaves went where ever their owners wanted them.
Through a veil of tears at her loss of female covering, Julia felt herself
being, directed by little Maria's strong little right handed grip on her
dangling left breast.
She was lead / force over to, and then down onto, a waiting 'crotch cruiser'. It
had been previously prepared (greased) and was waiting, to take the now smoothed
slick 'entertainer' on the journey, to her next point of service..
Julia's shin hit the cruiser's base. This forced her to step over the thing's
width. Now spread legged, she was forced to squat down somewhat. Her sex was
positioned right over the 'crotch cruiser's' projection. As she stood / squatted
there the downward pull her on left tit forced her down further. The inanimate
projection thing's head found and began filling up her gaping, vacant opening.
The thing's huge head squired her gaping vaginal opening, stretching it to it's
seemingly obvious maximum. At this Julia balked.
Maria let go of the tit, shifted her stance, and took possession of Julia's long
stiff nipples. Now the demanding fingers tugged down sharply on the nipples,
forced Julia to squat down, further. Her opening's grommet was forced to expand,
reluctantly, engulfing the totality of the dummy's large wide bulbous head.
Julia feared she would be torn open as she squatted down further.
Another sharp tug on her nipples and her vagina was forced beyond the dummy's
maximum girth. Her wide stretched grommet, now closed up behind the engulfed
head, and began to absorbed some of the smaller diameter shaft below the head,
till her vaginal tube was totally filled. Again she had something deep inside
her belly. This huge 'thing' plugged her from the grommet of her sex to her tiny
pink cervixal opening.
A satisfied Maria stretched a band of the fiber tape around her Julia's naked
chest, above the boobs, joined her to the 'crotch cruiser's' vertical back
member. This would keep her body vertical in its permanent squat. This vertical
member, acted like a stabilizing back, for the 'entertainer's' body during her
time servicing on the 'cruiser'. It also positioned her head at the proper
height to 'service' crotches presented to her face.
Maria now reached down, and bent Julia's unresisting legs double at the frames
sides. Then she went about the task of tapping Julia's legs there, up out of the
way. She used two strips of the fiber tape to hold each leg. One at the calf and
other at the ankle, secured to appropriately placed 'D' rings in the 'cruiser's'
side frame.
With another band of tape, Maria secured Julia's slim waist, also to the
cruiser's vertical member.
The 'entertainer's' hands were left free. The naked little whore 'Maria', next
attached, the leash she had used to lead Julia into the room, to the cruiser's
front 'D' ring and began pulling the thing, with it's mounted newly denuded
'entertainer' out of the shearing room. They trekked through out of the beauty
shop's waiting room, toward the sight of the next entertainment.
Out of the beauty shop, their journey, lead them through the crowded decks of
holiday revilers. A dream / nightmare like state presented itself to the eyes of
an almost comatose Julia.
She was soo traumatized that, she even forgot to try to hide her 'female' bits.
After all, now, totally denuded, nothing mattered anymore to her. She just sat
there, with her cunt plugged, staring down at the passing deck, trying not to
acquire eye contact with anyone, awaiting her next event.
This was particularly difficult with children, who seemed particularly
inquisitive at her appearance and predicament. They ran right up to her, and
placed their little faces, in front of Julia's and asked questions like,
"What's ya doing?", and
"My mommie says you are a whore." and
"Why ya being wheeled around like that?"
"Are Ya a whore?"
and many others comments.
Some of the children even reached out, inquisitively, and grouped any and all
available dangling things, or formally secrete places that, before this had been
the source of great pride for Julia. Now these same places and things, exposed
and available for anyone's handling, were only the source of extreme
embarrassment for her.
Julia's overloaded mind shut down. The passing crowds, the inquisitive children,
the fumbling hands, everything blended into an overloaded, graying out of the
'entertainer's' consciousness.
"SLAPP"
A slap to the back of her head woke Julia from her self-imposed coma.
Looking around, Julia found herself, in the ship's grand ballroom, again. This
time though she wasn't mounted on her back, on one of the entertaining tables,
arranged in their neatly spaced rows, under a grunting male.
This time, she was crouched down, on a cruiser, being wheeled in between the
waiting available female sexes, with her denuded head at crotch height. Today
she was going to service not dicks, she knew, but recently fucked female
crotches, with her mouth, lips and tongue.
Suddenly her eyes focused. Maria had stopped them with a hairy female crotch
filling Julia's vision. It looked and smelled totally disgusting! She'd never
been this close to any woman's hairy crotch, let alone one who had just .. been
.. FUCKED!
<OH GOD!> Julia's mind screamed to her, <This woman has just been
fucked! like I was that first night!>
She remembered her first entertainment. The disgusting 'customer' fuck, and how
after 'instruction' she had embraced his ass with her legs, and pumped her hips
at the disgusting man's crotch till he spewed his rotten cock cream inside her.
Disgusted Julia tried to turned her head, attempting to get away from the wet
tangled mess of pubic hair, and stench stretching out before her face.
<This is how I loo..>
"SSS LLL AAA PPP"
A particularly vicious slap to the back of her head woke Julia up to the fact,
turning away was not going to be allowed. Maria's little right hand now grip,
the back of her denuded head, and forcing the 'entertainer's' face right up
against the goo coated hairy labia flesh, of the unknown woman. With her left
hand, Maria lifted Julia's unresisting left hand, to the woman's freshly fucked
crotch.
Before her wide-open eyes the 'entertainer' saw her own fingers, being forced in
between the woman's hairy slick labia. Slowly then, the unresisting fingers,
were made to spread open another woman's pussy lips, for their first time.
Once the sticky hair encrusted flesh was open, Julia could see and smell, oh how
she could smell, inside of this pussy. Her first experience of another woman's
dirty crotch up soo closes to her eyes. The sight of the cooling goo, recently
deposited by the woman's fucker, was spread all around the hairy crack. In
addition to the noxious coating of everything, a steady stream of the white goo
was slowly being pumped out of the woman's tightly clenched, pulsating vaginal
grommet.
SLAPP!
Another slap to the back of her head cleared up any doubt.
The 'entertainer' was to get in here and 'clean up' this mess, just like she,
herself, had experienced that first night after her first entertainment.
She told herself, she had no choice. Holding the woman's hairy neither lips
opened, now with both hands, Julia held her breadth and forced her face, inside
goo encrusted crack. When her nose contacted the woman's clitteral hood she
began to lick up the solidifying goo with her small pink tongue.
"uuendhrufht" the slimy cunts owned tried to protest, just as she had, she
remembered. Her fuck was bad but her further violation, by Julia's tongue
brought further degradation.
But Julia could not stop. She knew, doing that would only bring her more pain,
and in the end she would have to do it anyway. She just extended her precious
tongue further and commenced licking up the goo coating the upper inside of the
woman's soiled crotch.
Maria stood over her, through out Julia's cleaning up of the woman's privates.
Occasionally she 'encouraged' the 'entertainer' to greater efforts, particularly
the clean-up of the flowing goo, that had dripped down from the woman's vagina
to the lower crack pudding in and around her tightly furled, ass grommet.
There Julia paused, but after another hard slap, her tongue began licking this
goo covered orifice too.
"UNumunnnuuhghn"
This the woman protested, VEHEMENTLY, and tried to shift her ass away, but Julia
knew not stop her tongue cleaning of her first nasty goo filled ass hole ever!
The last slap was still fresh in her memory. Sensing futility the woman finally
settled down and endured the humiliating 'servicing' of her privates.
Finally when Maria was satisfied, with the cunts state, she used Julia's ears
like handles, to raise her head up so that the entertainer's mouth was now
positioned directly in front of the woman's little red clitoris.
From her elevation, perched on the 'crotch cruiser' with her head held high,
Julia's eyes, could look right over the woman's spread open sex, over the tangle
of pubic hair. She observed that the woman's hands were still joined together
and secured to the strip of tape below the woman's naked chest.
With Julia's goo covered cheeks kept the woman's labia open. Her breadth now
caused the woman's little pink sex bud to rise up from it's normal hiding place,
under it's hood.
SLAP!
Another sharp contact at the back of her head, forced the 'entertainer', to
unfurl her tongue again. This time though, it was to do, not clean up, but it's
first truly lesbian servicing of another female sex.
"UUNGNRHTNHTEEE"
At the touch of tongue to clit, the violated woman tried to object again. Her
head flew up to try to see what was happening at her sex. There the woman's
frightened eyes caught and held Julia's as the 'entertainer's' tongue continued
laving the tiny little thing, probably for it's first time.
"UUUUEUEUEUUHGHGHGHUUUU!"
By shaking her head violently, and trying to shift her crotch, the woman
attempted to show her objections to this tonguing of her sexual center. When
this failed to deter Julia's tongue action, the woman's head slumped back down.
After a few moments, the object sex bud became rock hard! The vagina began
generating fluid, and the shuttering woman began to bang her head back onto the
holding table's flat solid butcher blocks.
The naked woman's tiny bud, swiftly responded to Julia's ministrations. It grew
up and becoming engorged with blood, despite the woman's attempts to dissuade
her body's natural reaction. Finally the banging stopped. In the distance,
Julia's eyes then perceived the captive female's head rise up again. An
expression of pure horror on the face, as Julia's tongue brought the woman
closer and closer to each of them's first lesbian CUM. Now in resigned
fascination, the woman could only shake her head slowly, and through tear filled
eyes observe Julie's eyes as the 'entertainer' went on servicing her now blood
bloated clitoris.
Finally the woman's head flopped back down in resignation, as her belly began
fluttering, her vagina secreting and her captive thighs quivered. She was on the
verge of a lesbian CUM!
Just as she was about to go over the edge, Maria pushed Julia's forehead away
from the bud and forced three of the fingers of her right hand into the captive
woman's now copiously flowing hole.
An orgasm overtook the poor woman!
But in the confusion, the woman didn't know what had pushed her over the edge. A
thoroughly disgusted Julia now watch the woman's cunt hole pulsatingly squeezing
her fingers. The woman whole body went into the hyper action mode indicating a
violent female on female CUM!
Their work done, Maria dragged Julia, 'crotch cruiser' and all, away from the
woman's still squeezing vaginal grommet, and positioned the now experienced
'entertainer's' face to crotch with yet another gooey, freshly fucked, female
crotch.
SLAP!
The slaps to the back of her head, informed Julia, her crotch cleaning services
were again needed at this table. This time Julia tried not to observe the
woman's nasty cunt. She approached this cunt servicing, like a true
professional.
She knew what she had to do.
She had done it before, so she went right to it this time. She parted the labia
with her fingers and attacked the sticky, smelly goo. Her tongue pursued the
white man cream, wherever it had gone. Through the cunt's owner's objections,
this time, Julia ignored it. When she had cleaned up the goo from inside the
female crack, Julia unbidden raise up her head. Her focus on her own was the
hooded clit. Servicing, the woman's clit to excitement began.
She couldn't, though totally ignore, the woman's frantic eyes, flashing between
the woman's enormous tits, trying to express her same horror, and disgust as the
first woman's lesbian excitement. Julia herself remembered how she had been
horrified at the effect of another woman's tongue, cleaning her crack and then
bringing her up to the brink of her first lesbian climax.
<I am not a LESBIAN!> Julia's mind screamed over and over as she removed
her tongue from the woman's engorged bud, and penetrated the second woman's
slick vagina with three of the fingers of her right hand, bring the woman over
the edge to a shattering climax.
Her task acomplished, Julia was being wheeled to another fouled female crotch,
when Capatiano Ernessto stopped her cruiser, and demanded,
"This man is dissatisfied! He came too soon, to use the cunt, he wanted. To
satisfy him, the customer, he can either use jour mouth or when jew get him up,
he can have another fuck at the cunt of his choice. Or any other cunt available
here including jours! His choice! 'The customer is all ways right here on the
'Herato.'"
The time at least Julia observed, it was a clean-cut young man who stood here,
shyly with a big growing stain at the crotch of his pants. Julia knew not to
argue. She reached up, with both hands, unzipped the man's pants, reached
inside, through his under ware, and unlimbered a long skinny limp oily looking
dick. It would do no good arguing, besides this time it was a MAN she was
servicing! Not a recently dirty female crotch!
Julia lifter her chin up, while lifting the dick's helmeted head up, with just
her tongue, and sucked it in to her warm wet oral cavity.
The dick seemed happy at this.
Once she had the dick secured with her lips, she commenced licking it inside
tightly closed lips. Strictly for her own tactile amusement, she fished out and
began fingering the man tiny, almost hairless balls.
As it was the man's second cum, Julia knew she would have to labor long and hard
to get him up, but she managed it, handily. This kind of servicing, she felt,
was less abhorrent than her primary job as lesbian whore today. Being a whore,
was bad enough, but being a lesbian whore was, she felt, truly a disgusting,
degrading experience..
The young man must of liked Julia's mouth servicing. He gripped her smooth
denuded head tightly and after a while shook quietly. By the time the young man
spurted his small cream deposit into her mouth, been licked clean, tucked away,
and zipped up, the female who had needed cleaning was occupied with another
fucker in her crotch area.
Julia was pleased. She had escaped servicing another nasty smelly female crotch
.. or had she?
Throughout the long hot afternoon Maria brought Julia's face, to cunt after
cunt. The 'entertainer' cleaned up the male cock cream deposit in, each one,
heated up the new entertainer's female being, and brought about a female-female
climax designed to lower the new 'entertainer's' sense of self worth.
Julia's lips and tongue were wearily tired, at the end of the night. They had
never before been called upon to service so many of any things, even the day she
sucked all those dicks .. was that just yesterday?
Though she had one, she had never thought much of other woman's bodies .. and
never ever had she considered female bodies, as desirous sex objects .. but now
.. Now she had been forced to act as a lesbian whore! She truly hated this
'entertaining' service but why was her own denuded crotch so wet? After this
service, she hated this reaction.
Throughout her servicing of crotches, she had seen flashes of bright light. She
knew that meant, her face licking many woman's crotches, was recorded and copies
would be in her folder if not tonight then soon.
Later that night, she was dismounted from her 'crotch cruiser', posed for the
mandatory full face 'after' picture, and hosed down by the washer woman. A short
walk down a dimly lit passageway, she was joined by a locked on collar, to a
chain of other females kneeling in the passage way on the crew deck
During her crotch cleaning service, she didn't even know the ship had docked in
some port or other.
Later that same night she, together with the other entertainer's, on the coffel,
were lead down the ramp, off the ship in total darkness.
Once on the dock, the chain's end was taken over, by what appeared to be the
local police. Without a word, the chain's captives were now lead by the new
uniformed men, to a large covered truck. The entertainers were loaded in the
back, and driven off the docks into the blackness of some country or other.
At the end of a long tortuous journey, the truck stopped in an enclosed yard.
There the truck's gate was lowered, and the naked cargo was discharged and lead
by the chain to a long covered corridor. Each of the nudes were dropped off in a
waiting, empty cell. Julia felt they were probably in a local jail.
As it had been a long HARD day, her back, neck, tongue, and lips ached. As soon
as she was locked in her cell, Julia's wearily sank to the cold stone floor,
covered her naked body with the straw, and fell into a deep sleep. The fact that
the straw smelled and had bugs in it did not matter. Nothing mattered but sleep.
In what seemed like minutes, she was awakened by the application of a cold spray
of water from a small diameter water hose. Her totally hairless body 'washed'
quickly, and dried rapidly, under the bright, unfiltered sun light streaming
down from the open ceiling of her cell.
After a while a blue uniformed man, opened her cell door, walked in and cuffed
Julia's hands together in front of her crotch. Then he knelt down, and joined
her ankles with a short snubbing chain, and linked this snubbing chain to her
wrist cuffs. Her hands were now effectively secured together at her crotch
level, joined to her ankles. The man then grabbed her right arm and forced her
to shuffle forward out of the cell, down a long stone hall, into a brightly,
open-air courtyard.
In the hot, open air space, she saw, she was not alone. Another naked female
similarly chained stood in the yard, waiting for something. Her escort stopped
Julia beside the other nude. Then together with her escort, they all stood in
the bright sun light, waiting for something.
After a while, an elderly brown skinned woman in a long flowing black dress,
walked into the court yard, a blue uniformed man at her side. His uniform had
many ribbons and gold decorations. Oh his narrow shoulders he had a lot more
gold braid.
The mismatched pair passed by then naked females and their escorts. Then they
circled around the two waiting nudes, observing and conversing. Obviously the
clothed pair, were discussing the attributes of the nudes in some unintelligible
language.
After a while, the older clothed female closed in, on the other nude. She began
fondling first the soft female ass flesh with her old withered hands. The
fondled nude stood, still for a while, but balked when one of the old woman's
bony fingers attempted, to penetrate between the defenseless naked woman's cunt
lips.
With a look of great outrage, the old woman slapped the captive's defenseless
red face. Then turning to the uniformed man, the crone demanded something in the
unintelligible language.
The uniformed man at the crone's side responded with a shouted command.
Immediately the escort behind the other nude, stepped forward, removed his large
leather belt, and handed it to the outraged old woman. Then the escort then
twisted the offending nude around, bent her in half and held her that way with
her naked ass sticking out like a big white target.
The outraged old woman stepped slightly to the left side of the exposed female
posterior, and began to frantically lace into the soft white ass flesh with the
doubled over black leather belt.
wack! wack! wack! ...
"AAAAAAA! AAA! AAA! AAA! ...." The posterior's owner responded as the blows fell
all over the female heine.
The crone kept lashing the nude's now protesting, screaming, ass, till, she got
visibly tired. The now red faced, the tired old crone just stopped lashing the
nude ass. She just stood there shaking in rage with the belt clenched in her
withered right hand trying to catch her breadth.
At another command from the uniformed man, a straight backed wooden chair, was
produced for the old woman to set down and rest.
The now crying nude was allowed to straighten up but held in place, with now
much reddened ass cheeks, and sobbing face. From her chair the old woman feebly
tried, to delivered a few more feeble blows, toward the nudes dangling, fleshy
globes, this time. At this, the distressed uniformed man in charge, had the belt
removed from the old woman's hands.
The man with the much-decorated uniform called out something, and a glass of
something, was brought out for the tired old woman's refreshment.
As the other nude was beaten, Julia could do nothing, but stand there hoping
that she would escape a similar fate.
Standing there under the blistering sun, she could only wait for the old crone's
inspection / beating to turn on her own helpless nudity.
After the long respite / interlude, the crone, refreshed by her little 'sit
down', and the glass of liquid provided, rose from the chair. With renewed
vigor, she back and continuing her perusal of the now sobbing, subdued, nude's
naked flesh all over again. Nothing was spared, this second time, as all the
normally hidden assets were again exposed, examined tactually, and evaluated.
The reinvigorated old woman, seemed to take great pleasure in again 'handling'
the disciplined nudes hanging orbs and private places. This time though when she
stuck her bony finger into the naked pubic slit, the wet checked young nude,
stood there docilely, sobbing. When the other crab like hand, wanted access to
the nude's rear crack, the young woman docilely spread both her knees, as wide
as the hobble allowed, availing the long thin exploring fingers, easier access
inside her formally most private of places.
"UUU" the nude suddenly cried out.
The bony hand's thumb, had also been included in the latter's descend into the
tiny slight slit. Obviously it, with the index finger, had grasped the tiny slip
of flesh at the woman's core and pinched it. Pinched it hard enough to cause
real pain. The nude staggered slightly, but held herself, as upright as
possible, with spread knees. Her labia remained in the spread wide open
position, it assumed, with the crone's hands inside her crotch..
(The fingers sharp nails might have scratched the young woman's delicate pink
flesh, inside her crotch, or the pinch had really hurt something. After the
beating, though the nude knew not to make a fuss over the small stuff.)
Finally after much playing with the cowed woman's assets, the old woman seemed
to tire of the game.
Without a word, the crone, left the first nude and moved on to begin her perusal
of Julia denuded body, and it's treasurers.
Before the cruise, no-one, not doctors or even her lovers, had even seen, let
alone got to manually examined Julia's whole naked body, since she was baby. It
was even more embarrassing, that now the examiner was 'A WOMAN'! A woman, old
enough to be Julia's elderly grandmother. To further confirm the old woman's
position of great age, she smelled like old woman do. That air of talcum power,
and lilac's emanating from her body and her black shroud. This smell proceeded
the old black clad woman's touch like an invisible cloud.
<Just like my grandmother!> flashed into Julia's mind as the spindly claws
crawled over her neck and face. To have to stand there, let some smelly old
woman, fondle her voluptuous breasts, like a questionable melons in a fruit
marked, would have brought violence of some sort, from Julia in other
circumstances. But here, in this hot brightly lit court yard, under the watchful
eye's of the authorities figures, Julia could only stand, turning beet red, and
hope for this to be quickly over .. She was sure action on her part, would only
bring her much more pain, like the woman standing next to her crying .. before,
so she held her tongue and endured.
During the examination the old woman's thin wrinkled finger's suddenly seized
Julia's stiff left nipple. With the pinching fingers of her wrinkled right hand,
the woman exerted control over the younger woman naked body.
Leading Julia by the pinched nipple, the old crone ambled on back, to her still
in positioned chair. Once there, the old woman sat down wearily. Julia did not
objected. She had followed the crone back to the recently vacated seat, and now
obediently stood slightly bent over, from the waist and waited, offering no
resistance, despite the throbbing pain in her tightly held nipple.
After a moment, the seated old woman twisted the nipple, an grabbed the
unresisting naked left arm with her own bony left hand. The crone used these to
drag the 'entertainer's' body over and onto the old crone's bony lap. Once she
had Julia seated comfortably on her lap, the old woman let go of the throbbing
nipple, and with her now idle hands, began to fondle both of the available, soft
ripe breasts of the seated 'entertainer'. The brutal contact, of the grasping,
pinching bony fingers, leaving any number of bight red streaks all over the
delicate snowy white tit flesh.
After a while, and much bruising, the fingers left the fleshy orbs, and
proceeded to explore other areas of the soft white girlie flesh, seated on her
lap. The crone's release of the soft orbs, seemingly signifying satisfaction
with Julia's tits, for this Julia was thankful..
Now the bony hands, began to creep, spider like, over and into any and all the
parts of Julia's quivering anatomy, once considered private. The crone had a
seemingly great interest in all the expanse of Julia's flesh. Before she had
paid particular attention to Julia's ample hanging breasts, now all Julia's
flesh was explored. Any and all of the expanse of flesh was evaluated. The
fingers next descended into, and began their evaluation of the denuded crevice
holding Julia's sex, and it's tightly covered treasures.
After a while seemingly satisfied, the spidery like hands went back over the
external skin. They now seemed to scrutinized the smooth back, belly, legs and
all, again.
<Last week> Julia thought <in a class, or at some group discussion with
her closest girl friends, if anyone had postulated that she would just set
still, naked, in some old woman's lap, and let any woman fondle her breasts, and
explore her crotch, etc. Julia would have had a shit fit!>
<But here .. now .. after the previous events of the cruise, and the other
nude's beating, Julia sat here quietly and let the bony fingers and palms
explore any and all her female treasures, as if it was an every day
occurrence.>
(Actually starting with that first night on the cruise, normal for Julia had
vanished. The now contracted 'entertainer's' treasures were no longer her's.
They had become the property of some other people. The contract's owners no
doubt.)
Finally tiring of this, the old woman, sat up straight, and threw Julia off her
lap. As Julia staggered up to her feet, the old woman, began speaking rapidly to
the official, obviously the two were engaged in a bargaining session, as the man
was in charge of the 'entertainer's' services and obligations.
The uniformed official shook his head violently and argued on. This negotiations
went on and on. The crone was just as adamant in her position. Finally the man
sighed, shrugged his shoulders, and issued an order to the waiting men. The men
snapped into action, and now began leading the two nudes, away from the hot
bright courtyard, and it's humiliations back toward the cells.
Once inside the darkened tunnel, though, Julia was separated form the other
nude. The again sobbing woman, was lead back, in the direction of the original
cells. Julia was steered down another darkened corridor.
At a solid wooden door along the wall, the official escorting her, stopped Julia
and held her firmly. He knocked on the thick wood and they waited. After no
response was forth coming, her escort flung the heavy door wide open.
Inside the darkened room Julia's eyes perceived a grossly fat naked brown male
ass, pulsating between a pair of fat white thighs. As her eyed adjusted more to
the room's illumination, she saw below the brown ass, hung an almost black hairy
ball sack, with a brown hairy projection spouting out of it. Obviously the male
things were riding in and out of a pair of parted fat white female labia.
Julia's escort shouted something into the darkened room.
A group-shouting match developed, between the asses owner, and Julia's escort.
This verbal disagreement seemed to go on and on, forever, as the fat male ass
continued to make thrusting and withdrawing actions from the parted labia. Julia
couldn't believe this. She could do nothing but stand still there waiting for
what?
Then after a set of particularly violent string of pulses, by the fat brown ass,
it shuttered, and seemed to slump down into the thick white thighs. After
resting a few moments, the grossly fat brown ass began to wearily extricate
itself form its full forward position in the white thighs rapped around it.
As the brown ass emerged from its position, the pair of hairy black shriveled
balls dropped down off the table. Then a spent, hanging down, greasy brown cock
followed them out of the female to hover over the tabletop. A long string of
what the experienced 'entertainer' knew from experience was cock cream seemed to
keep contact with the female organ below it. Now Julia's eyes were able to
perceive the fat brown ass, belonged to a gross fat, half-naked, very hairy man.
The man did not even turn around. He bent over exposing his tightly shut ass
hole to one and all. He grabbed the waist band of his trousers, and began
pulling them up around his huge middle.
(No underwear was in evidence.)
It was obvious that when Julia and her escort came in, and during the argument,
the gross fat man had been engaged in fucking some fat white female. As the
grossly fat man waddled around the table where he had been fucking, Julia was
able to perceive that the fuckee was the 'wash down woman' from the ship.
The woman, did not attempt to get up, or even close her spread legs. She just
lay there, panting from the execration, of the recent fucking, just experienced.
Obviously during her time on the ship, the woman had lost all concept of female
dignity or modesty. She stayed spread wide open, waiting, while the two men
continued their arguing, back and forth. All the time the fat man's cum dripped
out from the recently used vagina. Gravity caused it to flow over the perineum,
into and around the ass hole, and then down and out of her crack to the stained
table.
The fat man's heavy breathing slowed, as his casually continued buckling up, his
uniform pants over his flounder white gross belly. Now in partial uniform, he
seemed in no particular hurry, to do what Julia's uniformed escort, wanted him
to do. Leisurely he wandered around the room, continuing his side of the
argument.
<Julia hopped no one wanted her to tongue up this brutes nasty dick.>
The man went on shouting at Julia's escort, as he was now adjusted his black
leather pistol belt, and then went about tucking away his slimy recently used
male fuck stick into his uniform pants. (The pants were so stained and dirty
that any more stains wouldn't matter.) The escort was equally vehement in his
criticism of the fat man, but it was all to no avail.
The freshly fucked 'wash' woman seemed to become aware of the arrival of others
in the room. Her head lifted up, and she looked over her sweaty, wide open pubic
mound, but at a shout from her fucker, she lay back on the table, hyper-
ventilating from her just finished ordeal. Her fucker pushed down on her tits
firmly. The woman took the hint, and lay there spread legged waiting for her
next command.
The fat man, ambled over to a white porcelain tray of surgical like instruments
on a side table, reached in the tray, and produced a syringe like device. He
filled it with something long brown, and thin from a bottle of them.
He picked up a plastic three-ringed 'thing' and positioned the 'thing' between
the female labia. The center ring was positioned surrounding the little exposed
female clitoris. The other two rings took up positions, stretching the clit hood
wider, beside the center ring. The encased defenseless little clit served to
locate something on either side of it. Satisfied with the arrangement the man
positioning the syringe like thing, inside the left most ring, and injected the
long brown 'thing' into the panting woman, under her labia hood.
"UMMM!!!" she murmured.
The man pushed down firmly on the woman's tits while he completed his task.
The thing formally in the syringe, now sat right beside and slightly under her
exposed clit. A very slight bulge could easily be seen where it was.
The fat man waddled back to the bottle, withdrew another device and this time
injected it into the ring on the right side of her clit.
The woman groaned somewhat again, but for the most part she kept still.
The injection seemed to cause the woman's clitoral hood to stretch up, more.
This time though the thing bulge out on the other side, and slightly, behind her
tiny exposed clit.
Both the things forced the little love button to stick out and up, away from its
normal nest. From now on the clit would be out permanently, totally exposed
forever.
The fat man began to familiarly finger of the now totally exposed bit of red
girlie flesh, causing a shuttering of the subdued fat female.
The injecting was done, the three ring placement tool, was removed, by the fat
man who did the injecting. Turning slightly he motioned to Julia's escort.
Obviously he was to take the sweat soaked nude, with the now prominent displayed
clit, away.
Julia's escort reluctantly let go of her arm, and walked over to the reclining
fat female nude. He grabbed the sweaty soaked arm, hauled her to her feet, and
took charge of her. Then without a backward glance, he departed the room,
leaving the 'entertainer' naked, cuffed and at the mercy of the fat rapist.
The sweating fat older woman hobbled, seemingly bent over, out of the room with
the two devices under her labial skin. Obviously these things were a source of
some discomfort in the woman's crotch. But she could not do anything about them.
Looking over her nudity, like some violent predator, eyeing his lunch, the fat
man ordered Julia,
"Gue jour ass on the table .. Jnow! PUTA!"
As she was still hobbled, Julia could only shuffle over to the still wet, warm,
wooden examination table. Once she got there, she hopped around, and managed to
get into position to sit her naked but up over the soaking wooden edge.
The impatient man, roughly pushed Julia down onto her back. Taking a key form
the wall, he unlocked the chain joining her wrist cuffs, to her lower ankle
snubbing chain. The chain he threw up and used it to secure her wrists, over her
head to a table leg, out of his way.
Next he lowered a hook, from the ceiling, and secured it to the joining ankle
chain of the naked denuded 'entertainer'. Pushing a button on the wall, caused
her chained ankles to rise steadily toward the ceiling. The electric motor
stopped with her ankles at about eye level. The fat uniformed man, produced a
spreader bar, and inserted between her almost vertical knees. After securing it
to each knee, she was spread out, wide open! With her knees wide apart, the fat
man inserted his head, in the opening and peered down into her now open, well
used sex lips.
Julia wondered at that. It seemed, that everyone, the cruise officials, the
customers, everyone, wanted to see inside her sex. What for? She wondered. But
she knew, they wouldn't tell her, and for asking, she might earn herself a
severe punishment so she endured the embarrassment silently.
The man's head withdrew from above her sex, but his right hand remained in her
sex, and it began to masturbate her delicate little clit, brutally with no
regard for her feelings.
Soft pressure of a tongue, or woman's index finger, produced great pleasure in
her center normally, but this grasping, pinching and twisting of it produced
only grunting pain in her sexual center. Still her vagina moistened.
Looking down she perceived the man had secured a thin clear plastic tube with a
hose at its end. He casually slid the end over her brutalized clit. The sound of
pumping was heard, and the sucking vacuum drew up her tiny love button. The man
watched as the small lump was distended and drawn way up inside the cleat
plastic tube.
Her poor clit was being drawn further and further inside the tube. As long as
the sucking continued the stretching continued. Her previously pebble like
little love button, was now becoming LONG, very thin and pointy.
Suddenly she became aware that the inside of the clear tube was not smooth. Her
precious little slip of flesh was experiencing every little deformity, and it
HURT! But it hurt soo good, her arousal level rose with each stroke of the
vacuum pump.
Despite the pain / pleasure she was experiencing, she worried that her love bud
might be injured or torn out. The fat man was right beside her right hip,
starring down, observing the tubes drawing out of her precious organ.
At some point, Julia knew not when, for she was blinded by the passions
generated by the sucking thing on her love bud, the man shut off the pumping
action. He slipped a tiny collar over her now distended bud, trapping it stuck
out. The tube was then twisted off her organ causing greater chafing and
pleasure totally without any human contact.
The man retrieved the syringe like thing, from the tray of instruments, he had
used to insert those thin brown things inside the 'washer woman' before her.
Through the haze of pleasure / pain Julia watched him retrieve another one of
those long, thin, brown 'things' from the bottle. Again using the three ringed
plastic positioning gage, he located the spot and inserted the first 'thing'
inside her crotch just to the left side of her now drawn out clit. This
insertion hurt, but she was not sure, if it wasn't pleasurable also to her hyper
sensitive sex.
Looking up Julia from her pain / pleasure, saw the man had retrieved another
long thin brown 'thing' from the bottle. With the syringe like injecting device
in his right hand, he bent over her loins. The sting and pain informed her this
one also had joined it's mate, under her labial flesh, slightly behind her
deformed, drawn out clit.
With the inserted 'things' Julia's clit was now permanently held out of it's
formally hooded home. The now smiling man, removed the placement collar but
because of the brown 'things' behind her clit, it could not shrink back under
it's protective hood, as it had since her birth.
The man's rough fingers now began to gently stroke her deformed love button.
Julia's belly commenced to quivering. Her vaginal fluids moistening her crotch
till now, became a river. From now on, the slightest touch to her clit would
guarantee, one hot bitch, ready to fuck anything, or anyone presented to any of
her orifices.
The man now went to a side table on which sat an older computer. After a long
start up time, it lit up with a strange screen logo. After much fumbling with
his greasy fat fingers, he managed to retrieve the file he wanted.
(With her head laying on the sweat soaked table, Julia was able to see that the
file was a graphic representation of the file folder, she had seen on the ship.
This was an electronic representation chronicling her entertaining new life.)
Picking up a paddle like device, beside the computer, he positioned it over her
heaving pubic bone. Then he hit the return key on the computer. The ancient hard
drive whirled and then stopped. He put the paddle down.
At the keyboard the fat fingers changed programs, on the pc. Again he held the
paddle over her now smarting enlarged clit.
The file data reappeared from a blank screen.
From Julia's knowledge of computer, it was apparent, now the file of her
whoredom, was stored in the data modules the man had inserted under her skin in
front of her pubic bone. The paddle like device and computer program had
transferred, a graphic representation, her 'entertaining' file, pictures and all
to the storage chips now permanently implanted beside and behind her distended
clit.
It was there forever, to be retrieved, by anyone who had the equipment .. If
she ever escaped, the file would be still there, inside her own body, declaring
her a whore! It would remain there, permanently!
As this realization settled in her intellect, her ancient smell brain again
sensed a tremendous 'itching' in her now out there clit from just the mans
breadth blowing over it.
The tiny slip of flesh, now held out exposed by the data modules behind it,
experienced every current of air. Next the fat man's right fore finger's passed
over its sensitive surface .. lightly.
Julia's labia immediately became swelled, engorged with blood.
She knew that now her whoreing instinct was no longer controllable by her
conscious mind. Her modified sex gland, and her contractual obligations,
governed her life.
MORE TO COME??
